Jack replied while driving
"They should be Bai Suocheng's people. Bai Suocheng is currently the largest telecom fraud leader in the Golden Triangle. He controls multiple fraud parks and has connections with many warlord factions."
Chen Feng immediately commanded
"Send someone to investigate exactly what industries and hideouts he has."
Although the name sounded Chinese, the man was actually from Myanmar.
The ancestors of these people had chosen to flee their hometowns during the late Qing Dynasty and settle in Myanmar and the Golden Triangle region. Consequently, their surnames and other traditions had been preserved.
"Understood, Boss!" Jack was startled. His boss asking him to investigate Bai Suocheng clearly meant he was preparing to deal with the man.
"How is the business with the gold and weapons going?" Chen Feng asked, shifting the topic.
Jack replied, "We have already sold about two thousand catties of gold. However, the gold price was suppressed to 410 per gram. The underground bank took a five percent handling fee. A total of 480 million has been transferred to the card number you gave me previously."
"I have also acquired a batch of weapons; they are currently being kept in your room, Boss."
After hearing Jack's report, Chen Feng nodded slightly. Although the gold price had been pushed down significantly, being able to sell it quickly made the lower price acceptable.
Jack added again, "Boss, we could have sold even more, but someone has already set their sights on us. So, I stopped the transactions and can only wait a while before selling more."
Jack quickly explained himself, fearing that Chen Feng might think he had performed poorly. After all, he had previously promised with absolute certainty that he would sell everything as quickly as possible.
"Who is watching us?" Chen Feng asked indifferently.
"Khun Sa. He is the largest drug lord in the Golden Triangle. Almost eighty percent of the white powder business here belongs to him," Jack said, a flicker of dread crossing his eyes.
Clearly, Khun Sa was no simple figure.
"Hmm, it's good to be careful. Once the remaining gold is sold, I'll set aside one hundred million for you to use for development here," Chen Feng said.
Hearing this, Jack's hands trembled on the steering wheel. He hadn't expected Chen Feng to directly plan to give him one hundred million.
"Don't worry, Boss! I will not let you down. I will definitely establish ourselves here in the shortest amount of time!"
One hundred million. Such a vast amount of money would be enough for him to truly spread his wings. As long as one had money, development in the Golden Triangle was quite feasible.
Jack had always harbored a dream: to become a world-renowned figure, like the leader of Blackwater. Previously, such a dream was nothing more than a fantasy. But Chen Feng's appearance made him realize that this dream might actually be achievable.
***
An hour after Chen Feng left, several Jeeps arrived on the dirt road. A squad of militia armed with AKs stepped out of the Jeeps and began setting up a perimeter.
A man wearing a yellow robe approached the corpses of several Black men, surrounded by his followers. Smelling the thick scent of blood in the air, the man covered his nose and asked, "How much cargo was lost?"
A nearby Black man replied, "Boss, there were over fifty people in this batch. The loss isn't too severe."
Bai Suocheng slapped the man across the face. "Not severe? Someone in the Golden Triangle actually dares to rob my cargo, and you say it's not severe?"
The man flinched and didn't dare speak again.
At that moment, a militia member inspecting the bodies said in surprise, "Boss, they never even fired their guns. And it looks like their limbs were severed by sharp blades."
Upon hearing this, Bai Suocheng frowned. "Not a single shot fired?"
He also realized the gravity of the situation. Although these eight men weren't professional soldiers, they were experienced with firearms. To be taken out without firing a single shot was truly bizarre.
"Yes, it seems they were approached at close range and had their limbs hacked off, dying slowly as they bled out," the militia member said, sounding incredulous.
Bai Suocheng looked around. The bodies were located in an open area, making an ambush virtually impossible. Even if they were ambushed, it was impossible for eight people to fail to react even once. Unless the opponent could turn invisible and kill them without a sound. But how could that be possible?
"Investigate! Send everyone to investigate. This matter must be cleared up!"
At this moment, Bai Suocheng had lost his previous composure.
***
It was already 2:00 AM by the time they returned to Jack's security company. Regarding the Chinese people who had been treated like "piglets" (human trafficking victims), Chen Feng had instructed Jack to temporarily settle them at the security company.
Inside the room, Chen Feng took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Lin Wei.
"The money has arrived. Check it yourself."
After sending the message, Chen Feng prepared to transport the weapons into the Scroll World. But just then, Lin Wei replied.
"Received. Professor Chen's efficiency is truly incredible."
Lin Wei included a smiling emoji with her message, clearly happy to have received the money.
"You're not asleep yet?" Chen Feng asked, somewhat surprised. It was 2:00 AM.
"Not yet. I'm trying to sense the energy."
Along with her message, Lin Wei sent a photo. In the photo was a piece of equipment Chen Feng had never seen before; it was only the size of a thumb, cylindrical in shape, and covered in various electronic components.
"This is a quantum sensor. I am modifying it based on the particle effects in the energy you provided. Unfortunately, the device is still missing a component; otherwise, I could definitely complete the modification within a day."
Lin Wei's words made Chen Feng realize completely: she was a true research fanatic, someone who wouldn't even sleep for the sake of science.
Chen Feng planned to go back to the Scroll World to find some medicinal pills to nourish her body. He was genuinely afraid she might drop dead from exhaustion. If Lin Wei died, who would help him research cultivation in the future?
Without continuing the conversation, Chen Feng told her to get some rest and exited WeChat.
***
It was currently daytime in the Scroll World.
After placing the weapons in the Xingfeng Sect's warehouse, Chen Feng went to see Wang Hu. Upon meeting him, Chen Feng discovered that the man's realm had actually broken through to the Xiantian stage.
"Not bad. You are now considered the first Xiantian member of the sect," Chen Feng praised.
Wang Hu gave a simple, honest smile and said, "It's all thanks to the Sect Leader. Otherwise, I wouldn't have broken through to Xiantian so quickly."
Chen Feng treated Wang Hu exceptionally well. Basically, the sect's cultivation pills were supplied without limit. With the help of so many pills, Wang Hu's breakthrough to the Xiantian stage was a natural progression.
"I have forged another batch of weapons, which are in the warehouse. Have someone pick them up later and familiarize yourself with them as soon as possible," Chen Feng said.
Firearms were largely similar, so Chen Feng didn't need to teach him every single detail.
"Understood, Sect Leader!" Wang Hu rubbed his hands together, clearly eager for the newly refined weapons. He had been obsessed with the sniper rifle Chen Feng had given him previously; its power was such that it could snap a tree from hundreds of meters away.
(End of Chapter)